"Is this a matter of saying that after we were taken to the command center, we immediately revealed our identity to the commander and even showed our ID." Zhu Kewen explained with a wry smile: "But the other party said that our ID was fake, and even punched us a few times." As he said that, he pointed to his left cheek, and there was indeed a bruise.
Sokov was so angry that his blood surged up to his head, and he cursed angrily: "Nonsau, it's simply nonsense. What happened to Nazorov? I repeatedly greeted commanders at all levels. Whenever suspicious people were caught, they had to carefully check the identity of the other party and not deal with them at will. He actually treated his comrades with such a bad attitude."
"Comrade Brigade Commander, are there any misunderstandings?" Seeing Sokov getting angry, Belkin, who was standing next to him, quickly persuaded: "Look, your old subordinate was sent here, but he was slightly injured, which means they still obeyed your order and did not deal with the suspicious persons caught at will."
Seeing Bobricov standing not far away, Sokov waved to him and signaled him to come.
Bobricov quickly walked to Sokov, straightened his back and asked, "Comrade Brigade Commander, do you have any instructions?"
Sokov pointed at Zhukowen and Zub with his hands and said to Bobricov: "Captain, they are my old subordinates, you find a place to settle them."
"Yes!" Bobricov agreed, then turned around and faced Zhu Kewen and Zubu and said politely: "Two, please come with me."
After watching Bobricov leave with Zhukowen and Zubu, Sokov turned around and returned to the tent, picked up the phone on the table, and answered the third battalion.
As soon as he heard a sound from the receiver, Sokov said loudly: "Captain 3rd Battalion? I am Sokov."
"Hello, comrade comrade commander." Nazorov asked respectfully: "Have you seen those two people?"
"Yes, I've seen it." Sokov said a little unhappy: "I'll call you to say this. They are my former subordinates, but I just found that one of them had bruises on his face, which was said to be attacked by your subordinates. Explain me, what's going on?"
When Nazorov heard Sokov say that the two men just now were his subordinates, he couldn't help but feel a little panicked: "Comrade Brigade Commander, this is all a misunderstanding. The two of them appeared in our defense zone and were very suspicious, so some unpleasant things might have happened during the interrogation."
Sokov just wanted to sound the alarm bell for Nazorov, not to be prepared to punish him, so he specifically reminded him: "Next time when you encounter this situation, you must first understand the other party's identity and not take any action easily. Do you understand?"
"I understand, comrade comrade commander." Nazorov replied awkwardly.
After Sokov scolded Nazorov, he put down the phone and said to Belkin and Karsokov: "Deputy Brigade Commander, Chief of Staff, let's discuss the matter of sending troops deep behind enemy lines at night."
"Comrade Brigade Commander," Karsokov asked, looking at Sokov, "what unit do you plan to send to? What number of people are you?"
"To ensure the success of this operation, they would have better put on the German uniforms so that the Germans could find their whereabouts prematurely discovered by the Germans."
"Then who are you going to command this force?"
Sokov thought quickly in his mind. The three battalion commanders were quickly ruled out by him. None of them could speak German. If they were to go deep into the enemy with a unit in German uniform and when they met the enemy, no one could speak German, wouldn't it be a mistake?
After repeated thinking, Sokov made the final decision: "I think I'll lead this army."
Sokov's words shocked Belkin and Karsokov.
Berkin quickly persuaded: "Comrade Brigade Commander, you are the commander of the first brigade. How can you leave your command position at will? I think it's better to arrange other commanders to command this special force."
Even though Sokov knew that Belkin said this for his own safety, he shook his head and rejected the other party's suggestion: "Comrade Deputy Brigade Commander, I understand what you mean. You are worried that I will be in danger. But I thought about it carefully. I am afraid that no one can complete this task except me. Think about it, no one can speak German in a unit wearing German uniforms. If you encounter an enemy, if the other party asks you, will it be a mistake?"
"Don't your subordinate understand German?" Berkin suddenly remembered Zhu Kowen whom he had just met outside the tent, and quickly said to Sokov: "You can let him command this army."
"No, this is not possible." But Sokov rejected his proposal: "Second Lieutenant Zhu Kewen does know German, but he is a low-level officer in the Ministry of Internal Affairs. He asked him to command troops to carry out missions behind enemy lines. I was worried that he might make a mistake."
Seeing that Sokov was determined and his persuasion was obviously ineffective, Belkin could only look at Karsokov for help, hoping that he could say a few words.
Karsokov saw Belkin winking at himself, and understood what the other party wanted to express, and said to Sokov: "Yes, comrade comrade, you have a special identity, how can you take risks easily? What if something happens, what should our troops do?"
Sokov has been thinking recently that if something really happens to him, will he be able to return to the future? It is precisely because of this consideration that he feels that no matter how dangerous the mission on this trip is, it is nothing to be scary, and it will be too big to die.
"Don't worry, I'm a sensible person." Sokov was worried that the two of them would persuade him again, so he quickly raised his hand to stop them: "You don't have to persuade you anymore."
"Chief of Staff," seeing that Sokov didn't listen to the persuasion at all, Belkin didn't want to persuade him anymore, but turned to Karsokov and said, "You can select personnel yourself and follow the brigade commander to go deep behind enemy lines to carry out missions."
When Karsokov was about to walk out of the tent, Sokov added another sentence later: "Chief of Staff, remember to find Captain Ivan Popov, the quarantine officer, and ask him to prepare the military uniforms for disguisedness for the soldiers."
"Yes, I remember."
When it was dark, a hundred commanders and fighters who were about to participate in the operation had all assembled. Even Lieutenant Zhu Kewen and Lieutenant Zubu, who had just arrived today, participated in this special small force.
Sokov, wearing the uniform of a German captain, walked among the soldiers lined up, checking their clothes and equipment to see if there was any mistake.
Since these military uniforms were collected from the battlefield, many of them had bullet holes and blood. Fortunately, the operation was at night, and if the enemy did not get close to observe, it would be difficult to find flaws. As for German weapons, although they could have a gun, the number of ammunition provided was limited, which was not enough to support a medium-sized battle.
After Karsokov discovered this problem, he whispered to Sokov: "Comrade Brigade Commander, the amount of ammunition the soldiers carry is limited. If the bullets are exhausted, we have no place to replenish them."
"Comrade Chief of Staff, don't worry." Sokov saw Karsokov's worried look and comforted him, "Since we are going deep into the enemy's backbone, there is naturally a way to get enough ammunition, so you don't have to worry about this."
Sokov called Zhu Kewen to him and said to him: "Comrade Lieutenant, now you are pretending to be a German lieutenant. When you march later, you will walk to the end of the team. If you encounter an enemy, you will deal with it."
"Comrade Major," Zhukowen and Sokov finished speaking, asked bluntly: "What is our mission to come to the enemy behind?"
"Our mission is very simple, which is to attack the German barracks and transfer stations, so as to make them restless, and thus disrupt their original combat deployment."
"Well, I understand." After Zhu Kewen learned about the mission behind enemy lines, he quickly replied: "The team behind will be handed over to me. If I meet a German, I know how to deal with it."
"Comrade Brigade Commander," Belkin came over and said to Sokov: "You should go deep into the enemy's back. Should you bring a radio station? This will make it easier for us to keep in touch with you at any time."
Belkin's words reminded Sokov: "Yes, yes, comrade-comrade-comrade, you are right. We need to go deep into the enemy's backbone and do need to lead a radio station so that we can contact us."
"Which radio operator is going to let you follow you?" asked Belkin, "Is Morozova?"
Sokov shook his head again: "Morozova is an excellent radio operator. For her safety, let her stay at the brigade command." He knew that this trip behind enemy lines was very dangerous and he was unwilling to take a female soldier to take risks, so he refused Belkin's proposal: "I think it's better to find another radio operator."
More than ten minutes later, the troops disguised as German troops set off.
The troops walked forward along the earthy highway and walked three or four kilometers, but still encountered no trace of the Germans.
Seeing this situation, Sokov couldn't help but wonder: "What's going on? We have been walking for so long, why haven't we seen an enemy?"
Following Sokov was a captain, who asked Sokov curiously: "Comrade Brigade Commander, will we go in the wrong direction?"
"How is that possible?" Sokov denied his statement without thinking: "The Germans must be nearby, and it may appear later. Everyone is vigilant and ready for battle."
That being said, Sokov led the team to walk another two or three kilometers, and still saw no trace of the enemy.
At this time, Sokov couldn't help frowning, thinking to himself that he had really taken the wrong path, otherwise how could he have walked such a long distance and not encountered an enemy? This would be too abnormal.
"Stop the troops!" Sokov issued an order in time: "Stay on the spot!"
After the troops stopped, Zhu Kewen, who was walking behind the team, immediately ran over and asked Sokov about the situation: "Comrade Major, why did you stop? What happened?"
"Second Lieutenant Zhukowen," Sokov explained to Zhukowen: "We have all entered the German defense zone for six or seven kilometers, but no enemy has found it. Don't you find it strange?"
Zhu Kewen nodded and echoed: "Comrade Major, I have discovered this problem a long time ago. What should we do?"
"The troops stayed in place to rest and sent a reconnaissance team to reconnaissance." Sokov said: "Find out what's going on?"
After saying that, Sokov called Sergeant Zubu and told him, "Sergeant Zubu, now you bring five soldiers and continue to search and move forward. If you find anything, remember to send someone back to report to me immediately."
"Okay, comrade brigade commander." Sergeant Zubu replied quite readily: "I'll take people to reconnaissance now."
After the reconnaissance team left, Sokov naturally would not let the soldiers sit on the roadside and rest, but let them hide in the woods on the roadside and arrange sentries in different directions. As long as someone approaches, they can be discovered in time.
Half an hour later, a soldier who followed Sergeant Zubu to reconnaissance ran back panting and said in a daze: "Comrade Brigade Commander, we are in front... there are... there are major discoveries..."
"Don't worry." Sokov said to the warrior with a smile: "Speak slowly, what have you discovered?"
"In the woods a few hundred meters away from here, there was a group of people."
"Who is it? Have you figured it out?"
"It looks like we are our own people."
"How many people are there?" Sokov asked.
"There are about one hundred people." The soldier replied: "I saw that most of them were wounded, and some were lying on stretchers. It seemed that they were seriously injured."
"Wrecked?" Sokov couldn't sit still when he learned that the wounded Soviet army was found in front of him. You must know that once these wounded people were discovered by the Germans, it would be very rare. The Germans would not waste their precious medicines on the injured Soviet soldiers, so the most direct way was to directly shoot each of the wounded people. "The army is ready to set off."
Sokov led his troops and the soldiers to the location of the friendly forces.
Sokov's first impression of this friendly army was very bad. He was obviously in the enemy-occupied area, but he was not vigilant enough, and even did not arrange a sentry, so that after he met Zubu and others who were lurking nearby, the other party still did not notice it at all.
"What's going on?" Sokov asked Zub: "Did you figure out what unit this is?"
Zubu nodded and replied in a low voice: "I roughly figured out, it seems to be a field hospital. Except for a few medical staff in the forest, all the wounded."
After hearing this, Sokov couldn't help but frowned slightly, and then asked, "Have you ever contacted them in the past?"
"No." Zubu shook his head and replied, "I dare not act rashly before I received your order."
Sokov snorted coldly, then said, "Sergeant, go and contact the head of this army immediately and let him come and see me immediately."
"Okay, I'll contact you now."
Just as Zub was about to leave, he was stopped by Sokov: "Take off your German uniform, otherwise others would think you are German."
Zubu agreed, took off his German uniform and exposed the Soviet uniform inside, and then walked towards the friendly camp.
A few minutes later, Zubu came over with a female soldier.
"Who are you?" The female soldier looked at Sokov in German uniform and asked vigilantly: "What are you doing here?"
When Sokov heard the other party’s question, he was a little amused and said to himself that I should ask you, why did you ask me: “I am Major Sokov, the commander of the Infantry Brigade, where are you from?”
Chapter completed!